When thou seest white in the East, call it black, for in an instant it will be black.
Malaish, it is the East! Have I not trusted--did I not mean well by all?
Did I not deal justly?
Yet my justice was but darkness of purpose, the hidden terror to them all.

So did I become what thou findest me and dost believe me--a tyrant, in whose name a thousand do evil things of which I neither hear nor know.

Proof! When a woman lies in your arms, it is not the moment to prove her fidelity.

Nahoum has crawled back to my feet with these things, and by the beard of the Prophet they are true!" He looked at the papers with loathing.

"But what his purpose was when he spied upon and bribed my army I know not.